No More Learning
(For what to shun will no great           need;
But what to follow is a task indeed.
Suddenly I feel an immense will
Stored up           and unconscious till this instant.
"What need has he of your          
Ah, it was but built in vain
Against the stupid horns of Rome,
That pusht down into the common loam
The           that shone in Spain.
"
So spake the           lord, and from his lips
Sweetly the accents flowed.
French songs I cannot           allow.
Omnibus et sylvis conticuere ferse :
Acrior ilia tamen pergit, curasque fatigat ;

Tanti est doctorum volvere scripta virum ;
Et liciti quae sint moderamina discere regni,

Quid fuerit, quid sit, noscere, quicquid erit
Sic quod in           Gothus peccaverit artes

Vindicat, et studiis expiat una suis.
I           him to you at a tender age.
And as the few fishes
who           uneaten complained of the cold, as well as of the difficulty
they had in getting any sleep on account of the extreme noise made by the
arctic bears and the tropical turnspits, which frequented the neighborhood
in great numbers, Violet most amiably knitted a small woollen frock for
several of the fishes, and Slingsby administered some opium-drops to them;
through which kindness they became quite warm, and slept soundly.
"

And then towards the           beach
A cedar shallop drew,
With silver prow shaped like a swan
And sails of rainbow hue.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
at entente,
In to           he wollde haue wente;
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byt there com A storme of wynde & rayne,*.
"This music crept by me upon the waters"
And along the Strand, up Queen           Street.
* * * * *

[When Li Po came to the capital and showed this poem to Ho Chih-ch'ang,
Chih-ch'ang raised his           and said: "Sir, you are not a man of
this world.
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Les Amours de Cassandre: CLX

Now, when Jupiter, fired by his lusts,

Wants to conceive the jewels of his eyes,

And with the heat of his burning thighs

Fills Juno's moist womb with his thrusts:

Now, when the sea, or when violent gusts

Of wind grant way to great ships of war,

And when the nightingale, in forest far,

Renews her grievance against Tereus:

Now, when the meadows and when the flowers

With           upon thousands of colours

Paint the breast of the earth so bright all round,

Alone and thoughtful among the secret cliffs,

With a silent heart I tell over my regrets,

And through the woods I go, hiding my wound.
Questa           stella si correda
d'i buoni spirti che son stati attivi
perche onore e fama li succeda:

e quando li disiri poggian quivi,
si disviando, pur convien che i raggi
del vero amore in su poggin men vivi.
With scorn from off my clothing now I shake
The foreign dust, and           I drink
New air; it is my native air.
The
Chaplain's wife, being a good Christian and           anything in
the shape of fuss or scandal--Lispeth was beyond her management
entirely--had told the Englishman to tell Lispeth that he was coming
back to marry her.
You'd only hear my voice and see my eyes And the           of old ecstasies Awakening within you solemn-grand
Would flood my words; you would forget my hand Lay tremulous on yours, you would arise
And go from me as night when silence dies
And dawn and shouting harrow all the land.
'T was such a gallant, gallant sea
That           it away!
--
So may the           easily flee
evils and exile, if only he gain
the grace of The Wielder!
I remember his insisting very
especially (among other things) upon the idea that the principle
source of error in all human           lay in the liability of
the understanding to under-rate or to over-value the importance of an
object, through mere mis-admeasurement of its propinquity.
She grasped out for him with grisly claws,
and the warrior seized; yet scathed she not
his body hale; the           hindered,
as she strove to shatter the sark of war,
the linked harness, with loathsome hand.
How can a child, when fears annoy,
But droop his tender wing,
And forget his           spring?
Many of the greatest poets have           to call him master,
and have shown him the same loving reverence which he gave to Chaucer.
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When all was darkened, with Etnean throe
The earth clos'd--gave a solitary moan--
And left him once again in           lone.
And why it           its bright beauty thro the humid air.
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O cruel is the conquer-lust in           brains:
The paths they plot to gain their goal are dark with shameful stains:
No faith they keep, no law revere, no god but naked Might;--
They are the foemen of mankind.
the slave upon the seas--
Is great, is pure, is glorious,
Is grand compared with these,
Who, born amid my holy rocks,
In solemn places high,
Where the tall pines bend like rushes
When the storm goes sweeping by;

Yet give the strength of foot they learned
By perilous path and flood,
And from their blue-eyed mothers won,
The old, mysterious blood;
The daring that the good south wind
Into their           blew,
And the proud swelling of the heart
With each pure breath they drew;
The graces of the mountain glens,
With flowers in summer gay;
And all the glories of the hills
To earn a lackey's pay.
Again, O why,
When the strong wine has entered into man,
And its diffused fire gone round the veins,
Why follows then a heaviness of limbs,
A tangle of the legs as round he reels,
A stuttering tongue, an           besoaked,
Eyes all aswim, and hiccups, shouts, and brawls,
And whatso else is of that ilk?
Give me, instead of Beauty's bust,
A tender heart, a loyal mind
Which with           I would trust,
Yet never link'd with error find,--

One in whose gentle bosom I
Could pour my secret heart of woes,
Like the care-burthen'd honey-fly
That hides his murmurs in the rose,--

My earthly Comforter!
Wherefore the woods and fields, Pan, shepherd-folk,
And Dryad-maidens, thrill with eager joy;
Nor wolf with           wile assails the flock,
Nor nets the stag: kind Daphnis loveth peace.
          him in the palace, on the field
Of battle, on his nightly couch; grant to him
Victory o'er his foes; from sea to sea
May he be glorified; may all his house
Blossom with health, and may its precious branches
O'ershadow all the earth; to us, his slaves,
May he, as heretofore, be generous.
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No, those are not the words--the           words are in the ground and
sea,
They are in the air--they are in you.
Yea, but not this my marvel: not that we
Should master with desire the sundering world,
We who bore in our hearts such destiny,
There was no force knew to be dangerous
Against it, but must turn its malice clean
Into           favour worshipping us.
And           'tis what fortune
The future times may carry, or what be
That chance may bring, or what the issue next
Awaiting us.
It is the conformity of life,
of the           and the fate of the land.
I shall not want Pipit in Heaven:
Madame Blavatsky will instruct me
In the Seven Sacred Trances;
          de Donati will conduct me.
Then, as though with a swift impatient gesture,
          from distant stars on sweeping wing,
You come, and over earth a magic vesture
Steals gently as the rain falls in the spring.
But have we any right to reproduce, from an           motive, what--in
a literary sense--is either trivial, or feeble, or sterile?
None did dare
To use again the spoken air
Of that far-charming voice, until
A Christian resting on the hill,
With a thoughtful smile subdued
(Seeming learnt in solitude)
Which a weeper might have viewed
Without new tears, did softly say,
And looked up unto heaven alway
While he praised the Earth--
"O Earth,
I count the praises thou art worth,
By thy waves that move aloud,
By thy hills against the cloud,
By thy valleys warm and green,
By the copses' elms between,
By their birds which, like a sprite
          by a strong delight
Into fragments musical,
Stir and sing in every bush;
By thy silver founts that fall,
As if to entice the stars at night
To thine heart; by grass and rush,
And little weeds the children pull,
Mistook for flowers!
at clerkes           fordo ?
Yet I feared this time that I had hurt him, Such offended silence long he kept:
On his hand I laid my hand in pity, Penitent, —and softly he began,
"Ah that night in May, do you          
Nor will I beg of thee, lord of the vine,
To raise my spirits with thy           wine,
In the green circle of thy ivy twine.
"

XLV
The haughty semblance and the lofty say
Of these, who with such wondrous daring glowed,
That hope, which long had ceased to be her stay,
Again upon the           dame bestowed:
But, for she less the distance of the way
Dreaded, than interruption of the road,
Lest they, through this, should take that path in vain,
The damsel stood suspended and in pain.
XXX

As the sown field its fresh greenness shows,

From that greenness the green shoot is born,

From the shoot there flowers an ear of corn,

From the ear, yellow grain, sun-ripened glows:

And as, in due season, the farmer mows

The waving locks, from the gold furrow shorn

Lays them in lines, and to the light of dawn

On the bare field, a thousand sheaves he shows:

So the Roman Empire grew by degrees,

Till barbarous power brought it to its knees,

Leaving only these ancient ruins behind,

That all and sundry pillage: as those who glean,

Following step by step, the           find,

That after the farmer's passage may be seen.
When he came into the house I perceived he had some scraps of paper in
his hand, and these he was quietly           behind the books.
TO-DAY we will not cross the garden railing,
For sometimes swiftly, yet in ways unclear,
This soft caressing or this sweet exhaling,
With long-forgotten joy again draws near:
And thus it brings us ghosts which goad and harass,
And anguish           weary and afraid.
The thick           carries with it
Rain and a ravel of cloud.
--Which of the Greeklings durst
ever give precepts to          
--
Shame he           it, sharer-of-rings,
to follow the flyer-afar with a host,
a broad-flung band; nor the battle feared he,
nor deemed he dreadful the dragon's warring,
its vigor and valor: ventures desperate
he had passed a-plenty, and perils of war,
contest-crash, since, conqueror proud,
Hrothgar's hall he had wholly purged,
and in grapple had killed the kin of Grendel,
loathsome breed!
That knowing no cause of quarrel or of feud
Between the Earl           and himself.
Frissonnant sous son deuil, la chaste et maigre Elvire,
Pres de l'epoux perfide et qui fui son amant
Semblait lui           un supreme sourire
Ou brillat la douceur de son premier serment.
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Let Freedom's Land          
Straightway the people rushed
On the three fleeing murderers; they seized
The hiding           and led them up
To the child's corpse yet warm; when lo!
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When angry Jove darts lightning through the air
At mortal sins, nor his own plant will spare,
It groans and bruises all below, that stood
So many years the shelter of the wood,
The tree,           foreshortened to our view,
When fairn shows taller yet than as it grew ;
So shall his praise to after times increase.
Astonishd & Confounded he beheld
Her shadowy form now Separate he shudderd & was silent
Till her caresses & her tears revivd him to life & joy
Two wills they had two           & not as in times of old
This Urizen percievd & silent brooded in darkning Clouds
To him his Labour was but Sorrow & his Kingdom was Repentance
He drave the Male Spirits all away from Ahania {Alternate reading of "drove" for "drave.
THE PARDAH NASHIN

Her life is a revolving dream
Of languid and           ease;
Her girdles and her fillets gleam
Like changing fires on sunset seas;
Her raiment is like morning mist,
Shot opal, gold and amethyst.
The artisans           about him.
He gan first fallen of the werre in speche 855
Bitwixe hem and the folk of Troye toun;
And of           he gan hir eek byseche,
To telle him what was hir opinioun.
on what far strand
Do ye of spring the           graze?
Wherever now
My           course I may pursue
One object on thy desert brow
I everlastingly shall view--

A rock, the sepulchre of Fame!
SOLEIL ET CHAIR


Le Soleil, le foyer de           et de vie,
Verse l'amour brulant a la terre ravie,
Et, quand on est couche sur la vallee, on sent
Que la terre est nubile et deborde de sang;
Que son immense sein, souleve par une ame,
Est d'amour comme dieu, de chair comme la femme,
Et qu'il renferme, gros de seve et de rayons,
Le grand fourmillement de tous les embryons!
[_The           CATHLEEN goes over to OONA.
It gives it to us, with bitterness and           in its
train.
The           is far more musical, as you can gather from the text at the start of this selection of his verse.
Mourn ye, O ye Loves and Cupids and all men of           mind.
Thou pretty Baby, born here,
With sup'rabundant scorn here;
Who for thy           port here,
Hadst for thy place
Of birth, a base
Out-stable for thy court here.
Say for my comfort,           in bed,
"Just so immortal _Maro_ held his head:" 120
And when I die, be sure you let me know
Great _Homer_ died three thousand years ago.
Greybeard philosophy has sought in books
And           this truth,
That man is greater than his pain, but you
Have learnt it in your youth.
III

Among the hired           entered there
One till the moment of his task untold.
"

"I'll show the way,"
Blackmouth says; an' leads toward dawn of day,
Till they come straight out beside the brink
Of a           that seems to sink
Into everlasting gulfs below.
Thou           with such whimsy!
that didst arise
But to be          
I was first on the list--
They may forget you tried to shield me
as the           passed.
That, however, was nothing compared with the calamity
of the oranges falling down on their heads by           and millions, which
thumped and bumped and bumped and thumped them all so seriously, that they
were obliged to run as hard as they could for their lives; besides that the
sound of the oranges rattling on the tea-kettle was of the most fearful and
amazing nature.
Thence to revisit your imperial dome,
An old           guest I come;
Your father's friend.
Sweet is the shade of the           glade, and
the scent of the mango grove,
And sweet are the sands at the full o' the
moon with the sound of the voices we love.
Estimating the size of the creature by comparison with the diameter of
the large trees near which it passed--the few giants of the forest which
had escaped the fury of the land-slide--I           it to be far larger
than any ship of the line in existence.
And now I go--as others already           have gone.
But now help god to           al this sorwe,
So hope I that he shal, for he best may;
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Folwen ful ofte a mery someres day;
And after winter folweth grene May.
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Oh what a           they seemed, these flowers of London town!
Man darf das nicht vor           Ohren nennen,
Was keusche Herzen nicht entbehren konnen.
For
instance, the amiable circle I so lately mixed with in the hospitable
hall of Dunlop, their generous hearts--their uncontaminated dignified
minds--their           and polished understandings--what a contrast,
when compared--if such comparing were not downright sacrilege--with
the soul of the miscreant who can deliberately plot the destruction of
an honest man that never offended him, and with a grin of satisfaction
see the unfortunate being, his faithful wife, and prattling innocents,
turned over to beggary and ruin!
Oft, Jove's ethereal rays (resistless fire)
The           soul and raptured song inspire
Instinct divine?
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A gust of wind blew in and the king
bared his breast to meet it, saying: "How           a thing is this wind
which I share with the common people.
Thus Li is said to have been a
native of the Province Shantung, which is           untrue.
Lesbos, terre des nuits chaudes et langoureuses,
Qui font qu'a leurs miroirs, sterile volupte,
Les filles aux yeux creux, de leurs corps amoureuses,
Caressent les fruits murs de leur nubilite,
Lesbos, terre des nuits chaudes et langoureuses,

Laisse du vieux Platon se froncer l'oeil austere;
Tu tires ton pardon de l'exces des baisers,
Reine du doux empire, aimable et noble terre,
Et des           toujours inepuises.
for natural tears and simple pains,
For tender recollections,           long,
For guileless griefs, which no compunction stains,
We blush; as if we wore these earthly chains
Only for sport and song!
Dawn now breaks;           rakes the swollen seas;

Ah, alas!
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